Life is a movie; only the biggest, only the worst parts are remembered
A plot where eventually, the hero is a leaf in late fall

Falling, falling, falling, gone.

Life is a war, every battle is fought hard but not necessarily won
You either win your war or die trying- even when you think you’re done, BOOM- a shot, straight to your chest, and you’re

Falling, falling falling, gone.

Life is a miracle, every second a blessing, not as appreciated as many would like,
Dreams are wings that help us fly, but nightmare is the gravity that pulls us down,
Possessions give us importance and arrogance, but our emotions define us and give us the weight that only the people with ther special, true eyes can see
The ones that are our ground, the ones that are our sky, the ones that are our sun, the ones that are our love, and when they’re gone, we’re gone, too,
Falling, falling, falling, gone.